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The Dove; Distressed	By : lexiatel Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Het - Male/Female Views: 6194 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Dove never did go back to sleep once she returned to Scorpius' bed. She lay there looking up at the ceiling, although, not really seeing it because of the dark of the morning.

She continued to try and think of a way out of her situation and the marriage to Scorpius, but it all lead back to her having to give up her son to him. If she ever had one anyway. She had already decided that she wouldn't do that.

And Dove couldn't fight him. At least not with the spells she knew. He knew how to counter them all too well. Which made sense; he used to help her with her DADA spells, ensuring her passing grade. He had been such a good Prefect and Head Boy, helping anyone who need it. It didn't even matter what house the person was from, he was there to help.

"Got to set an example, you know." He had said often, flashing his famous grin. "Everyone says I am better than James was."

He had changed so much since then. Where did that Scorpius go? Had she really damaged him that much just by breaking up with him? Had he literally went crazy because of her? It couldn't have been all her though. After all, the reason she broke up with him was because he was showing signs of being evil. He must have just escalated after the breakup. It just couldn't have been all her fault. She refused to believe it.

But if she had stayed with him, she wouldn't be in the predicament she was in now. She wouldn't be cursed at least. And maybe she could have reasoned with him. Dove should have tried to help him more than she had. He had scared her though. Dove had witnessed his awful behavior, and she couldn't be with him after he had threatened a Hogwarts student with an unforgivable curse.

James had warned her that he had previously been caught doing this to people. For months, Dove accused her brother of being a jealous jerk, but she had been all wrong. James had only been trying to help her understand Scorpius was changing, and at the same time, he had been manipulating her into believing he was absolutely innocent.

As dawn approached, she watched the beautiful sunlight peek out from the branches of the trees. If only her life could be as glamorus. She wasn't asking for a lot, just to be happy. Dove wasn't a terrible person, she didn't deserve to live like this.

"Didn't you sleep at all?"

She had been so absorbed in her thoughts that she hadn't felt him stir and wake. He looked at her, his face still puffy from sleep.

"Only three hours." Was her grim reply.

"Did you heal yourself?" Scorpius removed the covers from her, searching for the marks he had left behind.

"Of course I did!" She shrieked, snatching her blanket back from him.

He propped himself up on an elbow and touched his hand to her face. She took a deep breath, gritting her teeth as his thumb ran across her lips.

"Well, I slept perfectly." He murmured. "But you look completely awful, Love."

"I feel it too!" She shoved his hand from her.

"I can fix that, you know." He said smugly.

Dove instantly bolted out of bed. "I'll pass." She straightened the wrinkled dress that she was still wearing before slumping to the bathroom and shutting herself in it.

Minutes later the door opened, Scorpius stepping in, stark naked, eyeballing her with a concerned look. His wand in his hand.

"Don't pretend to care!" She snapped. "I am not in the mood to do anything either, so just go away!"

He shrugged. "I know that. I came in here to make a proposition."

"Last time I accepted one of those from you, you backed out on your part, so I tell you again, GO AWAY!"

His lips formed into a grin. "My, you're a bit on the edge today." He approached her, reaching out to take her into his arms, but she slapped his hands away.

"I told you, I am not up for anything."

'Don't make him angry.'

She squeezed her hands against her ears when she heard that blasted voice. She hadn't heard it since last night and she had been hoping it had finally went away like her desire for Scorpius.

Scorpius gently grabbed Dove's wrists and pried them her the side of her head. He then pulled her to him.

"Stop." She whimpered, close to sobbing. Why couldn't he leave her alone? Why couldn't she get a break?

"Just give me one kiss, Dove." He said softly, staring into her eyes. "One kiss, and I won't ask anything more of you today."

"And what if I don't comply?!" She demanded angrily, tears stinging her eyes. "You'll stab me again?!"

"If that's want you want..." he tapped his wand to his hand and an identical knife to the one he had used last night appeared in his palm. It may have even been the same exact one he had used. "Obviously, I didn't make you bleed enough, Love Dove." He sneered, sweetly.

Dove bit her lip nervously, her eyes frozen to the knife, which he twirled in his hand for dramatic affect.

"Dovey," he whispered eerily. "I know exactly where to cut that will make you bleed the most without dying."

She frantically stepped from him, bumping into the toilet with the back of her legs.

"What are you doing?" He asked, pointing the knife at her. "You wouldn't be trying to get away from your master, would you? That would be a very bad thing to do, Dove."

"Get... t-that... away f-from me." She whispered, her eyes stuck on the sharp point.

He traced it along her neck, terrorizing her with it. A noise escaped her throat and she closed her eyes tightly, waiting for the sting of a cut.

Dove screamed as he snagged a handful of her hair at the top of her head and jerked it up toward him.

"Open your eyes." He commanded softly. "Look at me."

She did so, tears spilling out, blurring her vision.

With his hand still holding a handful of Dove's hair, he brought his mouth down on to her, tenderly capturing her bottom lip between his two lips.

'Kiss him!'

No!

Scorpius gave her head a harsh yank, making her scream into his mouth. Her body began to shudder in fear as the blade of the knife poked against her neck.

'Don't disobey him!' The voice ordered darkly.

Dove wailed loudly as Scorpius continued to try to get her to open her mouth to him. He finally gave up with a sigh.

"Alright then, Dovey." He scowled, waving his wand and removing her clothes. "You will wear no clothing until you allow me to kiss you properly."

"Please! Give it back!"

"You only need to let me taste you." He argued. "A simple order really. And It won't last much time at all."

She looked around, sobbing, contemplating and whether she should actually give in or not.

Scorpius chuckled. "You'll probably want to make up your mind quickly, breakfast is nearly ready. Our family will expect us shortly."

"No!" She screamed. Scorpius was going to have her eat breakfast in the nude, in front of the others!

"Oh, yes, Little Dove." His tongue then played with her neck, stopping just briefly at the mark. "I'll join Father in the hunt today, and depending on how good of a little slave you are, I will permit you to a day of whatever you wish to do."

"Must I stay here in the Manor?" she whispered. "Would I be allowed to... go out?"

His tongue stopping playing as he thought a moment before replying. "It may be too soon for you to be allowed that." He said evenly. "But, you can invite one person over if you wish-just one. I am sure you are wise enough to remember the effects of the curse. If you try anything, blood will shed on your hands, Dove. Your hands alone."

"You'll... make me kill them?" She asked horrified.

"In the most brutal way possible." He said seriously, with a nod. "Who do you wish to invite?"

Dove didn't know off the top of her head... Papa came up first, but Papa wouldn't reason easily, and she didn't want to be forced to kill him. She wouldn't bring Lily into such an environment with what she is dealing with right now. Albus probably hated her for nearly killing him. James... he was like talking to a wall. Mother came to mind, but she'd probably get herself into trouble before her departure.

"Dovey?" Scorpius whittled into her thoughts. "Who would you pick?"

"I don't think I am ready to see anyone." She finally decided.

He scowled. "Does my name embarrass you?" He glared darkly at her, making her coward back.

"No..." she whispered, looking away from his evil eyes. "I just don't want one of my family members to do something that would make you angry enough to force me to kill them."

Scorpius lifted her chin so she would look at him. He was smiling. Triumphantly. "You are such a good little Dove." He murmured. "But if not that, what would you like?"

He allowed her to think long and hard. "I want something of my own." She made up her mind. "Something that would make me feel a part of your family."

Scorpius raised an eyebrow in surprise. "Such as?"

"Two rooms." She held up two fingers as emphasism. "One, my own bedroom-"

"Not going to happen, Love."

"-that I can escape to if I need to." She pressed on firmly. "The second, a library."

"Books?" He momentarily forgotten about her first request.

"A grand one too, floor to ceiling, with lounging chairs, a catalog, everything."

"Why books?"

"I need something to focus on, I am going nutty, Scorpius."

"I'll grant you the library, but not the bedroom."

"I should have a private place of solitude!" She argued.

"The library can double as that." He smirked. "Maybe in a couple years, I'll allow you your own bedroom, for now, we will spend as much time as we can together. When the children come, we won't have such blessed time together." He paused, looking at her lips with hunger. "Now, do as I say and kiss me."

Since she really wanted that library, she forced herself to open up to him, letting his ice cold tongue meet hers as he kissed her, dominating every her inch of her mouth. She wrinkled her eyebrows when he moaned, clearly enjoying his moment of victory.

It felt like hours before he finally broke the kiss off. Dove's stomach was churning with sickness. She was taking deep breaths to avoid the threat of bile approaching.

"Was that exciting for you too, Dove?" He asked happily, mistaking her heavy breathing for arousal.

She said nothing, not wishing to making him angry. "Can I... have some clothes... now." She asked shakily, shivering from a sudden chill.

Scorpius dressed them both. "That reminds me, I still need to show you your wardrobe." He took her hand and lead her out of bathroom, out of the bedroom and out into the brightly light hall. Two doors down, they entered another bedroom, and with a flick of his wand, a hole in the waall appeared revealing the biggest closest Dove had ever seen, and inside was an assortment of expensive clothing, shoes, jewelry and assessories.

"All of this is fit to your size, perfectly. Some are even charmed form when you start to swell with child." He walked into the closet, pointing to wall of enchanted things.

"I have never seen so much... stuff!" Dove wasn't into fashion much, but she had to admit, there was a pair of glistening, blue diamond earrings that caught her eye.

"All of this is yours, Love Dove." Scorpius said, smirking at her gaping mouth. "A Malfoy must always be presentable."

The closet was the size of the bedroom. It must had been at least thirty feet in width by forty in length, and every all had stuff hanging or on shelves. She counted hundred pairs of shoes before she gave up, deciding there must be at least three hundred there.

She even had a place to sit so she could groom herself and presumably admire herself in the mirror (as she was sure the previous Lady Malfoy who this room had belonged to did).

Dove wasn't a material girl though, and Scorpius couldn't win her love even with millions worth of attire.

"You like it?" Scorpius asked. He had retreated to the closet's doorway, watching her taking in her new possessions.

"It's... incredible." she answered truthfully. "Though, not really me."

He shrugged. "It will be you soon. You're a Malfoy now. I will see you tonight, Love. I will have Dubsey and the others set your library up. If you want a certain read, just tell her to get it for you."

Dove didn't say a word as she watched him walk away. She found a black dress, and a matching robe that hid her curves. Then she chose a pair of white shoes with red straps, and red gloves. With a quick spell, she tied her hair up into a bun.

There, she didn't look sexy now, just...Professional, or... Almost snobby... She frowned at her reflexion before glancing around the wardrobe.

None of this was her. She realized. She wasn't a Malfoy. She was a Potter, and Potters only dressed this way on special occasions.
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